The pretty face has five fingerprints, which are very dazzling red.
She covered her painful face and looked at Ye Fan angrily. It was the first time that someone dared to hit her like this when she grew up.
This made Qin Foyuan feel extremely shame and anger.
"You are so brave. Even Sister Yuan dares to fight?"
Yang Xin'er roared: "Sister Yuan and Young Master Wenren will never let you go."
"I, Qin Foyuan, swear, I will do nothing in my life, just focus on you."
Qin Foyuan looked at Ye Fan with a resentful look and shouted: "There is one counting one, I will definitely kill it by any means!"
"Especially Miss Song, I will repay the shame and hurt tonight ten times a hundred times."
Reason told her to bow her head at this moment, but her emotions couldn't stand the shame of being slapped in the face.
Especially the glance of Song Hongyan's glance was full of disdain and contempt, which made her very excited.
"Ba"
Ye Fan's figure flashed again, and another slap was slapped in the face.
With a crisp sound, Qin Foyuan's face had a few more fingerprints.
Yang Xin'er wanted to block it, but Ye Fan kicked it out.
"Threatening my wife, one pair of legs and ten slaps are not enough."
Ye Fan sneered and stepped forward: "Add two more hands!"
"If you dare to touch Foyuan, I want you to die!"
Seeing Qin Foyuan being slapped by Ye Fan in succession, Wenren Feipeng was furious.
He was furious and waved his hands and feet, like a besieged beast.
Not only did he kick out a few close disciples from the Tang clan, but he also pulled out a short gun from his back as soon as possible.
Then he shrank into an inch and appeared in front of Ye Fan.
He raised his gun and pointed at Ye Fan's head at close range and shouted:
"Let them all stop me, or I will let you die!"
Wenren Feipeng dissipated his unfathomable situation, and held his short spear tightly to Ye Fan to capture the thief first.
Miao Fenglang and Shen Dongxing subconsciously stopped.
They stared at Wen Ren Feipeng with their eyes wide open.
They were not worried that Wen Ren Feipeng would beat Ye Fan to death, but they felt that this kid was in his mind.
This situation is so hard to fight to the death. I really have to give my life here.
However, for safety reasons, Shen Dongxing still sent a team of men to bring a few boxes of weapons to the trunk of the car.
Then send all the weapons out quietly.
Seeing Miao Fenglang and Tang Tianying stop attacking, Wen Ren Feipeng thought they were afraid and became arrogant again:
"Bastard, I'll hold it back and forth, and I'll reveal my details to you."
"I just don't want to make things bigger, so I'll give you a step forward."
"But you insist on breaking up with me and slapped Foyuan twice?"
"You really think that Wenren Feipeng is a soft persimmon and is easy to bully?"
"I have been working hard in the world for so many years, and I have never seen any scenes or dangers?"
"You rely on the crowds and powerful people to rely on your own territory, and you want to keep us and break our hands and feet. What courage does Liang Jingru give you?"
"I'm still pursuing my elders in the family. How can you die if you don't brag?"
"Apologize to Foyuan, and let your people make a way out, so that Foyuan and Zhan Daofeng and others will leave."
Wen Ren Feipeng vented at Ye Fan: "Otherwise, I will shoot you down with one shot."
He was really angry today. He was going to step on someone, but Ye Fan stepped on him.
He injured two companions, and the goddess was beaten by Ye Fan, and he was unable to fight for the slaughter.
This made him very frustrated, and he was very angry at Ye Fan:
"Don't question me, the corpses of those who question me will be fed to the dog."
Wenren Feipeng shouted to Ye Fan: "Apology! Give up the way! Immediately!"
"Yes, although you are many and powerful, we only have three guns, but it is still more than enough to kill you to take the lead."
Yang Xin'er and another bodyguard also took out a short gun and pointed it at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan in murderous spirit.
They could not enter Longdu with thermal weapons, but for safety reasons, Tang Xinsheng still asked him to help him with three short guns to defend himself.
These days, the smooth sailing in Longdu are all the stars supporting the moon, which makes Yang Xiner and the others think that they will never use these guns again.
But unexpectedly, it has become the only bargaining chip to escape unsuccessfully.
Seeing that three shots were intimidating the scene, the anger on Qin Foyuan's face turned into hostility.
She was a little dissatisfied and escaped. She thought about turning the tables against the wind and exclaiming anger.
Qin Foyuan was particularly unhappy with Song Hongyan's calm and gentle appearance.
This style is so similar to Qin Foyuan.
She felt that looking at her other self was just an enhanced version!
"You can use a gun to look at me, but you can't use a gun to look at my wife, otherwise I will be angry."
The wife-protecting maniac Ye Fan did not care about pointing at his gun, but instead approached Wenren Feipeng and the others and smiled.
"Also, I want to tell you."
"Originally, you can get out if you meet the four conditions of my wife."
"But you are going to fight me to the end with your guns, and four requirements are not enough."
"You scared me. One hundred billion compensation is not enough. You have to add another ten billion mental loss fee."
Ye Fan spoke very gently: "Otherwise, no one of you will be able to leave this door today."
"We have three shots in our hands, and your life and death are under our control. Why can't we get out of this door?"
Wenren Feipeng laughed angrily: "Scared me, are you scared when you think Wenren Feipeng?"
Yang Xin'er also shouted: "Hurry up and order to give way!"
"Don't hold on!"
Ye Fan saw through Wen Ren Feipeng and the others at first glance:
"Let's talk about whether you can hit me. Even if you can control my life and death, you won't dare to shoot."
"Beat me and my wife to death, and you will be killed by our people."
"In your hearts, your lives are ten times more noble than us."
"How could you trade our lives for life?"
"I have also seen the world, and I have no desire to die. How can you intimidate me? How can you get out with dignity?"
"If I were you, I would definitely kill a few of them first to show my determination, and then fight to the death to the end and make a living."
Ye Fan opened his mouth lightly while approaching calmly.
Been seen through...
Wenren Feipeng's hand holding the gun shook.
He knew in his heart that he was angry but had no intention of murder.
Because after one shot, no matter whether Ye Fan and Song Hongyan died or not, their group would definitely be beaten to death by Miao Fenglang and others.
Wenren Feipeng really doesn’t want to exchange his life with Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.
After all, I am rich and have not enjoyed a good life yet, and Fo Yuan has not won the taste.
"Master Wenren, shoot!"
Ye Fan gently patted his chest and smiled and approached Wenren Feipeng: "I've walked up, haven't I pulled the trigger?"
Full of disdain!
"You...you...don't bully people too much!"
Wen Ren Feipeng, who was trembling with a gun, retreated repeatedly.
His face turned pale and he lost the courage and arrogance to shoot.
Yang Xiner and other Xia people who were watching also looked complicated.
They were helpless that Ye Fan was not afraid of death. If Ye Fan was a little weak, they could kidnap Ye Fan and leave.
"Sister Yuan, it seems we are going to fall into trouble today."
Yang Xin'er stuck to Qin Foyuan's side, and her hand holding the gun was trembling:
"Even Master Wenren is scared. We can't stand it anymore. We probably have to kneel down!"
"Yes, this is the other party's territory. We don't have the courage to shoot, and our courage is not as good as that Miss Song."
"Your Taoism is a long way from Mr. Song. If you continue to be stalemate, you will only lose your life."
"We should not overestimate ourselves."
"Kneel down and cut off your hands and feet. Although it is a shame, it can at least save your life."
Yang Xin'er lowered her gun in her hand sadly: "Sister Yuan, let's kneel down to Mr. Song and beg for mercy."
Not as courageous as Song Hongyan?
Is her a far cry from her?
Kneel down at Song Hongyan and beg for mercy?
boom!
Yang Xiner's words, Yang Xiner's cowardice, and Yang Xiner's stimulation instantly made Qin Foyuan's mind heat up.
Her status is prominent, her position is high and powerful, she is full of stars, and slapping two times is a shame, and kneeling down is even more of a stain on her life.
If she knelt down to Song Hongyan today, she would not be able to forgive herself, let alone not be ashamed to go back to see the people of Xia Guo.
How does the royal family think of themselves?
How do the powerful think of themselves?
What do the people think of themselves?
How do family and sisters think of themselves?
Will Qin Foyuan still have the qualifications to be arrogant in the future?
The most important thing is, why did the heads of the three branches of the Tang Sect let her, the famous Xia Guo, kneel down and beg for mercy?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Thinking of this, Qin Foyuan snatched the gun from Yang Xiner's hand with a bang.
She stepped forward and roared angrily: "I'll kill you!"
Qin Foyuan pulled the trigger at Song Hongyan without saying a word.
"Swoosh--"
Ye Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold and his fingers flicked.
A silver needle flew.
"Bang--"
Qin Foyuan felt pain, raised her arm upwards, and the bullet hit the ceiling.
When the eaves fell, the people watching were blinded and Ye Fan was already approaching Qin Foyuan.
It was too late for Qin Foyuan to deflect the gun.
A lighter in your hand.
Ye Fan took off the gun from Qin Foyuan's hand with one hand.
Then, the gun pointed at Qin Foyuan's eyebrows.
Qin Foyuan's whole body suddenly stiffened.
Ye Fan shouted coldly: "Those who kill my wife will die!"
Wenren Feipeng roared: "Don't hurt Foyuan..."
"Bang!"
Before Wenren Feipeng could finish his speech, Ye Fan pulled the trigger directly.
A bullet was nailed into Qin Foyuan's eyebrows.
Qin Foyuan's body shook, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.
She seemed to have never expected that Ye Fan really dared to shoot her head.
Wenren Feipeng yelled when he saw this: "Fo Yuan!"
He pressed his muzzle and shot at Ye Fan.
"Bang bang!"
Ye Fan's head side avoided Wen Ren Feipeng's gun.
Then he raised his right hand and pressed Wenren Feipeng's forehead.
Bang, a loud bang.
Wenren Feipeng's head was splattered with blood, his eyes fell backwards...